of Stars" world, and was instantly marveled by its design, its atmosphere, its everything... An everything that concluded to nothing. "It's empty." He thought out loud, as he was at the center of a land that had nothing to it. Just desolate land stretching for miles and miles on end. This was the first impression he had, of the new world that Jason sent him to. But the moment he looked up, his world view completely flipped itself. It was tossed upside down. "The hell... is that?" He marveled, looking up at the various stars hanging above the sky, all looking like multiple stars attempting to form a constellations of sorts. It was beautiful. Especially so, as the constellations were formed during midday, which was something never before seen by many people. If not all people on earth. "What... What is this place?" Pertina also marveled at the stars above, and the endless world sorounding them her. The world was large, making her seem very small and insignificant. It was a new f

He placed his hand into the cloud of darkness, and willed out all the authority he could use as the Death Monarch, as well as the power he had over Timicus as an undead. He used those two, then absorbed Timicus' Trait, and decided to add a lot of Talents into the one Trait that Timicus awakened. 'If this doesn't work, I'll just recover his body and soul.' He convinced himself. With [Infinite Recovery(A)], it shouldn't be that much of a problem to truly recover one's body and soul. Especially as he had half of said soul. He thought, already filtering out the chosen Talents for this small experiment of his. [Glitter Control(F)]. [Bloodmancy(E)]. [Tough Skin(D)]. [Slime Secretion(C)]. All these talents were added to Timicus' trait, and evolved it to become a Trait at the same level as the other two Traits. A special grade unique Trait. And once done, he then returned the Trait back to Timicus, and waited for both bloodlines to battle it out with each other. After all, his Talen

The duplicate arrived at the same location as the previous duplicate, and entered a state of Invisibility as well. The room was still relatively the same, without anything being out of place. But perhaps that was to be as expected, since nobody would come here in such a short span of time. 'Now, where to start?' It thought, carefully scouting through the entire room. It went through the wrecked tables first; how they were wrecked, what level of damage was done, and from which angle. 'Seems like a robbery of sorts. As if people deliberately did this.' It deduced. Next, it went through the broken chairs, and came across the same conclusions. Then the posters, and the walls, which net a different deduction. 'Why does this seem like a large beast caused it? The scars on the walls are a bit too nerving...' It thought, a frown on it's face. It then moved to the shattered glass. As among the four walls, one side was made up of glass, something similar to polycarbonate panels, which was v

"I'm not sure. I know nothing of my origins, nor my parents. I just know that one of them is a useless person." The duplicate said, with a bitter chuckle of disdain and mockery. And before the owner of the voice could keep the conversation going, it changed the topic. "So, monitor, what is it that you want from me? I'm listening, as long as it's not beyond me." It asked, casually leaning back on the chair with a light smile on his face. The smile was just a nervous response, that was not from joking or acting. While the attitude was its way of trying to ascertain a domineering presence. But to the owner of the voice, his actions and attitude, were well aligned with those of a devil. 'Being messengers of fear, they know of no fear themselves. And their only interest, even in life and death, is to ultimately make deals.' They thought in intrigue. "To be truthful with you, there is nothing I expected out of you. Well, not for the most part, that is." The Monitor of Fate casually said

Jason stood alone, and sat his distant gaze towards the skies of this empty world. His vision clouded by various thoughts, his visage melancholic. "..." Number two directly glanced at him, and sighed as well. She had only known this man for less than 24 hours now, and could say that she knew a bit about him. He was strange, and eccentric. He was powerful yet relatable. He was moody, yet in a vibrant way. He was mean, but actually kind. Or maybe that was because of Beatrice's influence, she was not sure. But this was Jason to her. Not the man she was currently looking at right now. This side of him was completely new to her image of him. She then followed his gaze, and glanced at the sky as well, then back at him. "...Are you feeling overwhelmed by the situation we are in?" She gently asked him out of the blue. 'Maybe, this is why he's like this. Is he afraid he cannot protect all of us here? Is he burdened by uncertainties? Or is he yearning for more power?' She silently though